This is a song about "Grips"

But the devil's hand grips my spine and keeps my head held high

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Wraps around my head and grips me like a lasso.

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

A little pillow he grips, just to cushion his landing